[Hokage] A rose in mourning for the summer moon

Fallen flowers do not return to branches, and it is difficult to shine in a broken mirror.

Poignant and mournful sentences.The only problem is I don't like it.

I just like "Reunion after a Broken Mirror".

I just like "to force".

The liveliness of Yoshiwara cannot be seen anywhere else.The streets paved with stone slabs meander and intersect, and the machiya houses on both sides are hung with bright red lanterns, which light up gaudyly when night falls.The railings made of thin wooden slats are called "seeing the world", and the wandering girls peek at the pedestrians on the street from behind, waving and making fun of those who are fancy.

Matsunoya is the largest store here, with many wandering women, new creations, and even four oiran husbands, all of them are dressed in gorgeous and gorgeous kimonos, with complicated knots in front of their bodies, and towering cloud temples are full of Golden hair accessories.It is said that it is called "Date Hyogo", and it takes a lot of effort to comb it, so the husbands will carefully apply the fragrant flower oil before combing it, and then do not wash their hair for several days.

I sincerely feel that being a concubine is really not easy, and I can't even wash my hair every day.

Liuhua's younger sister, Xuechun, is the same age as me, and also has a pair of blue eyes.She is Furisode Shinzo of Matsunoya, meaning the next oiran.Due to the strict control of ninjas in the Iron Kingdom, I had to wear a chakra-suppressing device to avoid unnecessary investigation, and naturally I couldn't use the transformation technique.Fortunately, Xue Chun looks a bit like me, and with heavy makeup all day long, it's not too difficult to act.

The real Xuechun has been arranged to leave the country, and when Liuhua settles her down, I can retreat here.Liuhua meant to set fire to fake death, but my plan was to ask a big businessman from the Iron Country to redeem Xuechun's body, which would be safer.

The "big businessman" is naturally also a smokescreen.The Pine House has long been developed as an information point for our Anbu, so why waste it for Liuhua. People in "root" always feel that they are the one who has mastered the truth of the village, but they don't know that Anbu, who is directly under Hokage, also has its own arrangements.

I am in charge of the intelligence system of the Iron Kingdom.

The owner of Matsunoya is named Yunjing, and she is the only one here who knows Konoha Anbe.With her help to cover up my identity, I can inquire about the news with confidence.

The organization Itachi joined was called "Akatsuki", a group composed of rebels and ninjas. The real purpose is not clear, but they are not as low-key as the world imagines.Their members always wear robes embroidered with red clouds on a black background. They are keen to instigate high-functioning and anti-social ninjas from ninja villages in various countries. They collect money through assassinations and black/market transactions. In recent years, they have gradually become the first day of the underworld. group momentum.

It is normal for members of "Akatsuki" to appear in the Iron Country.As the only neutral country in the world today, and the only country that respects warriors and despises ninjas, all countries are very interested in placing some reserve resources here in case of emergency.Wherever there is competition for interests, there is also the presence of the "Xiao" organization.

With the identity of Xuechun, I stayed in Pine House for a month.Every day, I have to apply makeup and powder, draw eyebrows and eyes, ask the maid to put on the sleeves layer by layer, and then go to learn flower arrangement and tea ceremony from the oiran Taifu, as well as how to chat with guests and how to seduce men quietly.

It's exhausting, who said it's easy to be a plaything?It's better to be a ninja, tired or tired, at least you don't have to be locked in a cage.

I didn't expect to meet that person at Pine House.After he left Konoha, he rarely appeared in front of the world. I only heard a little bit of news about him occasionally, and knew that he was probably alright.In the past few years, Konoha Anbe and the "Akatsuki" organization have also dealt with several times, but no one has seen Uchiha Itachi again, and no one wants to mention him.It was as if the name had been erased from Konoha, as if it could be truly forgotten as long as it was not said.

This is another late autumn with clear skies.During the day, I accompanied Mrs. Chaoyan on a walk in the "Oiran Road", and watched her walk slowly on the stone slabs of Yoshiwara stepping on the tall three scorpions, dressed like a phoenix with gorgeous wings, receiving admiration and admiration from all directions. Yearn for.She held her head high, dignified and proud, but her steps were heavy as if she was wearing fetters.

At that time, I thought, maybe Liuhua was right, and Yoshihara should just be burned.

When the afterglow of the setting sun covers Yoshiwara, countless red lanterns light up, like a guide to another world.As the shamisen was plucked, there were oily laughter from all around; the fragrance of powder was sweeter than that of the day, and the brilliance brought by money lit up everyone's eyes.

I was sent by Mrs. May to buy some dim sum.She and Mrs. Chaoyan served by Xuechun are rivals, and they always like to provoke them when they have nothing to do, such as ordering Xuechun, a new student with sleeves, to do the work of a little maid, so as to show her superior status.

I was more than happy to run errands, walk down the street lined with sunsets and lanterns to the dim sum shop, buy a box of uncooked yatsuhashi, and order some sakura mochi and dango.The store even introduced some sweet-scented osmanthus honey. After asking, the boss said that it is a way to eat it from afar, and it is not complicated.

All the other snacks are in Mrs. Wuyue's name, and the sweet-scented osmanthus honey is paid for by myself.I haven't made osmanthus cake for a long time.

Carrying the wagashi wrapped in paper, I casually dismissed the tourists who approached me. I moved back to the pine house with the slow pace that Xuechun should have. What about?Although it is a common name, 五月 (Satsuki) sounds like Sasuke (Sasuke) and Natsuki (Natsuki) together, which is quite tasteful.

Probably people are most prone to accidents when they are most relaxed.

When I returned to the door of the pine house, Yunjing was bending over, carefully welcoming two guests who hadn't made an appointment.The two guests were both wearing black robes with red clouds, their high collars covered half of their faces, and the forehead guards on their heads were scratched by sharp knives, destroying the symbol of Ninja Village.

A member of the "Xiao" organization.

The point is, both of them are acquaintances.

More importantly, one of them couldn't be more familiar.

I didn't jump up on the spot, which is already a manifestation of self-control.But even though I roughly controlled myself, I couldn't help but stop and stare at them.

The high-strength ninja is so sharp, his gaze was cast on me immediately.

"Oh, she's a pretty little girl. Why, do you know us, little sister?" One of them grinned, exuding a rough and murderous aura, like a domineering and violent great white shark.

Dried persimmon ghost shark.

I lowered my head and hid to the side, pretending to be scared and trembling.The lanterns hanging at the door of the Pine House cast their shadows, stretching all the way to me.

"The guest is really joking. This child's name is Xuechun. He is Fusode Xinzao here, and he is also the most promising candidate to become the new oiran, but he is a little timid." Yunjing is worthy of being the owner of Songzhiwu. On the face, he still spoke and smiled calmly, "It will take another two years of training/teaching to get on the stage. Xuechun, don't you say hello to the guests when you see them? Come here and apologize."

I move over slowly.Like an ordinary person, he pulled his wooden clogs and walked over, and finally bowed slightly at a place very close to him.

"I'm so sorry, I'm being rude, both guests."

He straightened up again, raised his eyes slightly, just enough to meet his eyes.It was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar: darkness, solitude, an impenetrable depth covered with calm.

Itachi, long time no see.

He didn't answer, and looked away the next moment.

"Ghost, is your so-called 'business' just visiting Flower Street?" He said flatly.The voice was colder than before.

The weird-looking man let out a burst of laughter, saying that he should relax occasionally, and that he was treating him today or something. "It is a rule that partners must act together. I am also very troubled, Mr. Itachi." He glanced at me and smiled vulgarly, "Pine House is the best. If Mr. Itachi really won't see any of you later Come on, just go on."

"This is not an example." Itachi's voice was flat, as if he didn't care about anything.

Yoshihara has his own bodyguard, but Huajie has always been inseparable from the underworld, so he has naturally heard of "Xiao"'s notoriety.Even the samurai of the Iron Kingdom are unwilling to confront the tough, preferring to pretend to be deaf and dumb. Naturally, Yoshihara also knows how to lower his eyebrows and be pleasing to the eye, and to be nice and playful.

Yunjing took them to the Japanese room where the wandering girls lived, so that they could choose someone.Yoshihara also has his own rules, oiran tafus are reserved for dignitaries, and will not be easily selected by ninjas like rogues.It's a pity that Kisame seems to understand the unspoken rules of these flower streets, and while drinking the small wine sent, he asked the oiran to come and receive him.

Kisame took off his coat as soon as he entered, but Itachi was meticulous.He didn't drink, just sat there upright, like a good student with both good character and academics.The girls all saw that he had clear and handsome features, and wanted to lean towards him with a playful smile, but they always met his eyes and were too frightened to move.

The chilling scene made me want to laugh a little.Fortunately, I held back.

"Sister Xuechun..." Several low-level wandering girls looked at me asking for help.They all have their own oiran husbands who serve, if they fail to make these evil guests happy now, and the husbands who are forced to come later will suffer, they will naturally have a way to deal with them later.

I walked over slowly again, poured him wine, and paid great attention to carrying forward the spirit of ordinary people, letting myself shake my hands to spill a few drops of wine, and then apologized softly, and presented a new sleeve that should be made. Some catch people's eyes.

I can't use hypnotism, everything can only rely on acting skills, and I don't know how good my real acting skills are, whether I can be deceived or not.I thought to myself, a little sad.

Itachi looked at me and said, don't worry.

The ghost shark who was drinking over there turned his head and looked over, his eyes were a little inquiring. "Mr. Itachi seems to like this woman very much, and he is so patient with her." He said strangely, "Yes, Furisode Shinzo are all beautiful little things. I prefer the style of Mrs. Itachi, if Mr. Itachi likes this one , How about trying it tonight?"

The guests who come and go with Yoshiwara are all of this kind of virtue, and I have heard more obscene and straightforward than this.But ghost shark makes me very unhappy.

Itachi didn't speak, and stared at his partner, looking at the latter a little embarrassed, and said a few words indiscriminately, which was regarded as his own relief.It seems that Kisame is quite in awe of Itachi.

I made a mental note of this piece of information.

Tonight, there is only one Taifu in the Pine House, the Taifu May who sent me to run errands before.She was naturally reluctant to serve passing ninjas; these people were vicious, not generous in their actions, did not have the power to hide prostitutes, and were far from being gentle and pleasing, they could be said to be the type of guests that Yoshihara hated the most.Due to "Xiao"'s bad name, Songzhiya could not refuse their patronage, but Mrs. May, who was forced to accept customers, was afraid that his value would plummet in the future.

The ecological chain of Yoshihara is also very delicate.

"Master Mayue, Mrs. May... Hey, this is quite a coincidence! Mr. Itachi, don't you think so?" Kisame has a very short memory, drank a few glasses of wine accompanied by Mrs. May's forced smile, and in a blink of an eye Lai provoked enthusiastically, "Doesn't this name sound familiar? It looks like Mr. Itachi's younger brother and..."

"Ghost shark, you drank too much."

The man like a great white shark narrowed his eyes and said with a strange smile: "Do you still have feelings for them? What a good brother and lover, Mr. Itachi."

"It's just trivial matters." Itachi said flatly, "Stop your boring temptations, Kisame."

"As expected of Mr. Itachi. This ruthless power is really admirable."

It seemed that Kisame really admired this "ruthless power", because he never provoked, but was only happy to tease Mrs. Wuyue.Although he looks strange and menacing at first glance, he behaves very freely among the women, so gradually the women dare to make jokes on the court.

For a while, the scene became lively, as if Yoshihara would have been flamboyant and noisy.

Itachi was bored from beginning to end.I played Xue Chun conscientiously, trying to joke with him, but every attempt was terminated by awkward silence.If Xuechun was really there, she would probably feel very humiliated, and maybe she would cry in anger.

I called a little maid over and asked her to bring up the snacks I just bought.

"Mr. Itachi, why don't you try some dim sum? It's raw Yatsuhashi and dango from a century-old shop, topped with a little sweet-scented osmanthus honey, it couldn't be more delicious." Yoshihara's way of speaking is very distinctive, soft and slow, with a graceful ending, The timbres between the characters are connected, like a winding veil floating past, seemingly hooking people's hearts.I practiced hard for several days before I was able to master it, and I deeply felt that I had lighted up another skill point.

Mrs. May over there took the time to glare at me—that snack was originally bought for her.

The dumpling is a three-color dumpling, pink, green and white are lined up together, and the golden osmanthus honey brings out more sweetness and softness.Itachi's eyes fell on it, and he didn't move.

Then, he looked at me again, his long eyelashes fluttered, his eyes were still as deep as an ancient well without waves.

The night darkened.When Kisame urged Itachi to take me back to the room, he acquiesced, and Kisame said a few words, and even came to make fun of how lucky I was, saying that Mr. Itachi never pretended to talk to women.

Yun Jing's expression changed.Zhenxiu Xinzao is equivalent to a trainee. It is customary not to accept customers. Instead, it takes a year or two to build momentum, publicize enough fame, and then auction the first night at a high price. After that, it is considered to officially enter Fengyue Vanity Fair.She didn't know my plan for Xuechun, she just thought that Xuechun would come back after I left; tonight, Matsunoya had already lost a husband in May, if she lost another next oiran, the title of No. [-] Yoshihara would be lost I can't keep it.

She forced a smile and said some good things, and wanted to replace me with another wandering girl, but Guixie said softly "Yes", and she kept her mouth shut, unable to hide her distressed face.

As for me, it is natural to keep my duty at the lower end of the food chain, bow my head and let the arrangements be made.

The timbre of the shamisen faded away, and the lights were blocked outside the door.I pushed open the window and glanced at the outside world.Most of the dotted lights outside the window have been extinguished; even Yoshihara, it's time for a good night's sleep.Without the contrast of lights and sounds, the townhouses in the night look gray; the moonlight in late autumn shines down, and the clear light ripples like water, covering the place with a slight whiteness. It was desolate, like the other shore flowers blooming beside the Santu River.

When he closed the window, he looked back and saw him standing there silently, most of his face was covered by the high collar, only his eyebrows and eyes were familiar yet unfamiliar.After all, it's been three years since I disappeared.

I made a gesture, which is commonly used by Anbe, which means "is the surrounding area clean?". "Clean" means that there is no eavesdropping and surveillance, and you can speak with confidence.

After waiting for a few seconds, he returned my affirmative gesture.Now I'm sure.

"Crow, please cancel the illusion, otherwise I can't trust the next information exchange." I put on a serious face and started talking nonsense. "Crow" is Itachi's code name in Anbu; the file about him has been sealed up, and it took me a bit of effort to find out.

His brows and eyes moved slightly.

The surrounding environment rippled like water.My vision blurred, and then I felt a little nauseous; this is the aftereffect of the release of the Sharingan Illusion.If I'm right, he used illusion the moment he stepped into the room, intending to hear my truth.I'm wearing a Chakra suppression device, and I can't resist his illusion. Even if I can, I don't intend to make any noise.

It is only with this kind of caution that one is worthy of being a deep-lurking spy.

The moonlight shines through the paper window, outlining the thin wooden railings.Is this scene somewhat similar to three years ago?The difference is that three years ago I knew nothing, but now I have pieced together the pieces of the puzzle of the truth.

"Anbe of Konoha?" He expressed his doubts with a slight rise in the end of the sound, but he couldn't hear the emotion.It was extremely cold, even the moonlight was more colorful than him.

"Code-named Xunfeng, responsible for the intelligence work of the Iron Kingdom. Crow, Hokage-sama needs to know the information you have uncovered after three years of lurking." I continued to talk nonsense with a straight face, thinking that he had better be deceived like this, obediently Tell me all about the cause and effect.If this is the case, whoever Konoha will hold a "Fire Will Statue Award for Best Acting Skills" in the future should award it to me.

Itachi stared at me for a long time, and finally let out a breath of patience.

"What are you doing... Xia Yue."

Ah, it's really sad that I won't get the "Will of Fire Statue Award for Best Acting".

The author has something to say: Xuechun is an eye shadow that su□□u can’t buy in a set (resentment

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